TITLE: Beautiful Insomnia
RATING: G
SUMMARY: Sharing a bed with your best friend... what would you do?
FANDOM: Jonas Brothers (Joe/OFC)
STATUS: Complete - Drabble
DISCLAIMER: I do not own anything. This story is a work of fiction and came from the deepest darkest corner of my imagination.
AUTHORS NOTE: Written for the Drabble Challenge at
Jonas Drabbles. The prompt was sleep.
The bed was far too small. I shuffled uncomfortably and tried not to notice how his entire right side was pressed against my left. Gods this was awkward, the heat that radiated from his body was enough to power a small city - how could I not be affected by that? I stared up at the ceiling and tried to keep my thoughts G-rated without much success. I was going to murder whoever had come up with these sleeping arrangements.
In the attempt to find a comfier position I rolled onto my side... bad idea. Now I could not only feel him but see him as well. I shuffled back, trying to put some space between our bodies. Abruptly Joe chuckled causing me to stop my retreat and look at him in surprise.
He turned his head to look at me, eyes sparkling in the soft moonlight that streamed through the window. “I don’t bite, you know.”
I rubbed my face sheepishly, “that’s not what I’m...” I trailed off. Explaining my R-rated thoughts were probably not a good idea. “Never mind.”
“Its okay,” he teased accurately reading my mood, “you can spoon me if you want.”
Cocky bastard. I reached out and shoved him playfully, “shut up.”